O man, your wealth is measureless today.
I do not speak of worldly goods, or hold
The counting true that tells your wealth in gold;
For God has taught us all a better way
To tell His riches to a needy world.
I speak of heavenly riches, never told
With blatant tone or boastings manifold,
In chant of pride or banners high unfurled
For all to read; such riches, fading, leave
Us doubly poor. I tell of Truth and faith—
Of wisdom's gems—in hope that does perceive
The things of God. To us our Father saith,
Son, all I have is thine. Arise and claim
True substance, man, and glorify His name
Poems
SUBSTANCE
From the October 1939 issue of The Christian Science Journal
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